Chapter 180 - Council of the Queen

The fresh scent of incense wafted around the throne room, a subdued scent that seemed to offset the tension that frequently hung over the court. Lost in thought, Ella sat on her throne, staring at the flames of the torches along the stone walls. She had taken on the role of the queen of the rogues, one that she had not anticipated taking on but one she now bore honorably and responsibly. The silence was broken by the creak of the massive doors, and a rogue stepped into the royal room. He was tall and slender, exuding the distinct battle-weary appearance of an experienced warrior, his face looked gloomy, his hair a tangle of sweat and filth. He bowed his head low in respect as he knelt before Ella on the throne. "My Queen," his voice shaky with exhaustion. "I bring news” Ella felt her heart skip a beat. “What news?” she asked with a firm tone, bracing herself for the worst. “What news, brother?” With a small lift of his head, the outlaw met her black gaze. "My brothers